(Verse 1)
All that
Yeah, look really
I just got this dough in my pocket
All these hoes be jockin'
There's weight on my shoulder
All these clothes on my closet
V12 engines, beautiful women
This life is a blast n***a when you're the one winning
Liquor in my kidney 'gnac when I'm sippin'
Black Escalade with all of my n***as
Calls from them prisons from careless decisions
Tryna upgrade your livin
Tryna spin off your pivot
I relate though my n***a
So I shoot you that green dot
We f**in' these b**hes 2013 Aaliyahs
We fly to these countries, in 501 Levis
I'm so Westside, n***a, "ariba, ariba"
These n***as be hatin', really I see why
100 a show so gas up the G5
That's one of my goals n***a
You know I complete mine
I think and I do it it's a part of my design
(Chorus)
Yeah
In a hotel suite with a famous freak, yeah
Tryna do her thing
She ain't even blink, uh
Took her off her feet
Put her on that sink, aye
Everyday by choice
But she came for me, look
So I got that flight you should probably chief
Shots of Patron make your body weak, look
And I ain't gonn' stop till we f** up your sheets, look
Then I wake you up and just f** up your sleep
(Verse 2)
Young n***a with no conscience
Corporate cards in my wallet
b**h tell me I'm awesome
I'm like "duh b**h I'm all Slauson"
Life short there's no promise
Party hard like New Orleans
Crack a pint in ?
But I ain't never start snorrin'
?
Stop looking that could be yours
I just wrote a f**ing book
It's to take your money for source
All I know is get more
All I know is just flourish
Started off on that porch
Now it's schrimps and pork
Crab and lobster on Collins
n***as all skipped college
Ended up as them bosses
All I know is we poppin'
All I know is I got it
TMC that's my logic
Marathon ain't no stoppin'
That's the way I get all this
Los Angeles raw sh**
County jail top ? sh**
Courts ?, gang brawl sh**
Smoke is smellin' like dog sh**
How you feelin' like uh sh**
I gotta go home I gotta get up out
Then you scratch your head find your route
You gotta figure it out
Gotta buy a Benz gotta buy a house
Stay confident while you try it out
Really do this type of sh**
That these rapping n***as be lying 'bout
Be lying 'bout, they trickin' hoes
They flying out
b**hes callin' me like "come through"
I'm like "yeah boo, I'ma wear you out"
(Chorus)
Yeah
In a hotel suite with a famous freak, yeah
Tryna do her thing
She ain't even blink, uh
Took her off her feet
Put her on that sink, aye
Everyday by choice
But she came for me, look
So I got that flight you should probably chief
Shots of Patron make your body weak, look
And I ain't gonn' stop till we f** up your sheets, look
Then I wake you up and just f** up your sleep